Wake me up

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Sandra :
Wake me up before you go ooh,I need a little more .

I sighed in frustration as Annie kicked me off the bed in her sleep for the umpteenth time. I got up from the floor and headed to the living room where I propped on the couch and closed my eyes.
"Elvis stop it, I will bite your lips and your ears if you don't stop,Elvis laughed with glee as I massaged his face with my palms.
"Has the duchess finally fallen for me?",he asked with a cocky grin.

He suddenly moved closer to me,and lowered his head to meet mine further down, our lips blushed, then locked. We were kissing. "I thought I was never going to see you again", I mumbled as I relished our kiss, not wishing for it to end.

He moved his lips over my neck, as tingles of want shook my frame. "Don't worry am here now for you princess", he said as he suddenly raised me up bridal_style and headed for the bedroom, "heaven knows I have been waiting for ages", he said as he lowered me on the bed, "if this is a dream, I don't want to wake up",I muttered as his lips came down on mine hard.

Then it all happened so fast. Suddenly, I was being whipped away, while he stretched out a hand to catch me. I saw myself floating away and away. He shouted my name but I couldn't hear him any longer above the noise of the wind, then I woke up.

It was all a dream. "Funny how nature plays with our minds huh!". Annie sat on the couch beside me looking down on me inquisitively, if there's even a word as such. She began rubbing my back.

"See, everything is gonna turn out fine believe me dear", she said as she smiled down at me. I smiled back. For once in a long while, it felt like family, tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered my mom's petite frame bent over the oven as she baked us some goodies as she called it.

I would rush to her as soon as the aroma of muffins hit me and my mom would make me eat to my full even before my other siblings got there.
I was her favourite. Now I had no one to call me her favourite. Annie wiped the tears from my face as she gently pegged me on the cheeks and on the forehead.

Suddenly, this was too much to take in, as I hugged her and wept and then it all happened in a flash, one moment I was crying and hugging Annie as she comforted me, the next, her lips were  on mine and we were kissing and the shameful part was that I allowed it and even sulked greedily from it.

I suddenly remembered what my mom had read to me from Genesis from the long torn bible that she so loved so much when she was alive. It states ,"In the beginning,God created heaven and earth, and everything in it. Then he created man, God saw that everything he had created was perfect, but the man needed a companion, someone who could keep the man company, because God saw that even the animals he had created were paired. So he made the man fall into a deep slumber and took out a rib, which he used in moulding the woman". My mom finished by saying that this clearly shows that God does not approve of same sex relations. God created Adam and Eve and not Adam and Steve or Adriana and Eve.

I pulled away immediately I remembered that.  Annie stood up smiling and looking down at me expectantly. I moved out of the room leaving her behind. I didn't blame her for what happened, I was in a vulnerable  state, and it happened so.

From that day onwards, I avoided her like the plague. During training whenever she glanced at my direction, I would immediately turn the other way.  Not that I hated Annie, I just didn't think I could  face her, at least not now.

Knock, knock, who's there?, come in. I said as Jonas walked in,"what do you want?". I asked him as he sat on the couch uninvited. "Didn't anyone teach you how to be polite ?", I asked as he sat down unperturbed by my sarcasm and hard tone, "I came to apologize",he said as he looked up.
"Apologize for what?", I acted all innocent.
"I was  wrong and you were right",he said the last part quietly. "Say what?",I pretended not to have heard as he shot me a weary glance.

"Sandra, am not here to exchange words with you and even if I want to, I don't have enough fight left in me". I stood there confused as he said this and then he continued, "Its cute how you are so innocent and you don't even notice when someone likes you". "Sandra, I have adored the ground you walk on since the day I caught you from work with my men". "I would do anything to make you mine, I just don't want you and I to quarrel any longer. You are right, I could have let you escape the day I caught you at the market but what would be the use when that would only get you far away from me?".

I looked down as he said this, unable to look him in the eyes. I willed myself to pretend he was Elvis but he raised up my chin and smiled a sad smile, "I know you like another man, that I understand, but It's time you came to realize that you will never see that man again, so far as you are here in this hell_hole called a camp. But I promise you, I can make you forget all about him, just give me the chance Sandra".

I listened to him, tears welling up in my eyes as he kept on talking. "No",I said, Elvis will come for me you just watch",I said with a confidence I didn't even know I harbored.

"As much as this is hard for you to accept, your Elvis is not coming back for you, not today nor tomorrow. Many of the girls here had the same hope but with time,they realised it was fruitless so they gave up".
"I will be in my room if you need me to hold you, I will be there . And I will be there also to make you forget all about him","take care my princess ". And with that,he was gone.

After he had left, I sat down considering what he had said. Part of me knew that Elvis might never come find me, but the other part which had fallen for him kept telling me he will.
How much more can I take in a day?.

I covered my head with the pillow as I heard the siren blaring indicating that  it was time for the first training that morning.
I jumped into my shorts and my tank top both with RSSSC inscription on it and headed to the field.

I began jogging halfway there to escape the looks other people gave you if you were late and did not run to the grounds.
I stopped when I got to the nearest line and fell in tow behind a redhead.

The camp was inhabited by all races of people, we had Indians, Chinese, Dutch, English, Kenyans, Nigerians and so on. Most of the foreigners found it really difficult sometimes to interact with the locals.

She looked back at me and smiled, then I looked down to see she had spat on my airmass, gosh this bitch was so dead right now.
I suddenly held her by the hair and pulled her out of the line towards the back of the cafeteria which was a short distance from where we stood.

She kicked and pinched, but I still tightly held onto her, then I dropped her once I got there like a sack of potatoes. She huddled down." Now, let me tell you something, the next time you see me and spit on my shoes again, I will rip of your head and serve it that cocky boyfriend of yours as lunch ", and with that, I left her on the floor and headed back......

Everyone turned to look at me as I got in line quietly, wondering what I was up to. Why can't they just mind their own business?.



Hello Le's amis,Is that even correct?,well well well,I won't know, never paid much attention in French class.
Anyway how do you guys like the turn of events considering Sandra. Do you know think she's going to take the offer?,well we won't know if we don't read. So until next time,its a bye.

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